Chapter three hundred and thirty third wind purple leaf Wyatt
While Loland Hill was sleeping peacefully in the tower, the western region of the empire began to experience a special change.
Jielan's rebellion caused a sensation among the great nobles in the Western Region. They were not only surprised that Jielan dared to rebel against Duke Xu Griffon, but also surprised that the eldest son of Griffon did not blindly escape, but returned to himself.
The territory where his confidants were located began to recruit a large number of troops to prepare for a decisive battle with his father.
Although Jie Lann is the eldest son of the Griffin family, he did not inherit the title after all. Now the huge power of Duke Griffin will not only not be his help, but will also be the biggest resistance.
Other great nobles may have to consider the impact in the future and dare not kill the eldest son of the Salius family, but the old Griffin Duke has no such scruples. He has more than one son, Jie Lann, and there is currently a witch.
With support, he still has plenty of time to train his successors.
After receiving the summons and pursuit order from Duke Griffon, although the nobles in the Western Region now took action, most of them still carried out the task with the mentality of doing less and making less mistakes.
Helping a father kill his son is not a glorious thing. Even if you succeed, you will hardly get any benefits, and you may even get some infamy.
"So, our main goal is to block the attack of the legions directly under the Salius family."
In the large meeting hall of the castle, a knight with long light blond hair explained the current situation to everyone.
Although he is a man, this one is very handsome. He is a rare wise and knowledgeable knight among the great knights under Geran's command.
"Knight Fingel, even though you said this, we still have to face the ferocious Griffin Knight, and among us, there are almost no knights who can fight in the air. What should we do?"
A fat noble stood up. His name was Mick, a viscount from the Western Region. He was now tied to Jielan's chariot and had to participate in today's battle plan.
"What Mr. Mick said is absolutely true. It's not that we don't want to contribute, but we just don't have any means to deal with it." After that, several more voices echoed.
Although these people were tied to Jielan's chariot, most of them were 'voluntary'. They were not optimistic that Jielan could defeat the powerful Salius family and ascend to the throne, and they did not want to invest all their wealth in it.
So I kept pushing three and blocking four.
"Mr. Mick, don't worry about this." Fingel put down the baton in his hand and clapped his hands.
Soon, the side door of the hall opened, and a special knight walked in. He was covered in armor and his figure looked very well-proportioned. In his hand, he held a scabbard with a light blue base and purple leaves as the hilt.
It is also dark purple with golden line-like mesh notches on it to prevent slipping.
"This is our partner, Knight Wyatt of 'Storm Purple Leaf'."
Everyone in the hall looked at the knight with doubts. Although he exuded a powerful aura and his strength should be at Sequence 7, could just one person change the situation of the battle?
Although wearing full-coverage armor, Wyatt could still see the hesitation and hesitation on these people's faces through the gaps in their masks.
A cold snort came from under the mask, and then he held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out. Once the small sword blade was revealed, it emitted a blue brilliance, and then a whirlwind filled the hall.
, the violent air pressure continued to spread and rotate, making the people present almost unable to open their eyes. Paper pages and curtains were flying, and there were sounds of things being blown over and rolled up everywhere.
"This is?"
Some nobles exclaimed and looked at the holy sword. Although extraordinary weapons can achieve similar effects, the principle is completely different. If ordinary extraordinary weapons use magic power to achieve a certain effect, this holy sword can achieve similar effects.
The sword does not require any magic power. Just showing it will trigger the flow of mana and the change of magic power. It is simply like some kind of miracle.
"Is this a 'holy object'!?" Someone finally called out the name, and only then did others react.
As a ducal family that guards one side, it is normal for them to keep a few sacred objects, but this one has never been heard of. Could it be that Jie Lann brought it out before leaving the family? Everyone can't help but speculate and imagine this.
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"This is indeed a 'holy object', but its origin is not what everyone thinks." Fingel raised his arm slightly and asked the companion behind him to put the sword back into the scabbard.
"Our king, Lord Jielanen, met the legendary fairy 'Lady of the Lake' among the elves at the edge of the Tears of the Moon Lake in the Emerald Forest. That noble and mysterious existence identified Lord Jielanen as the future lion.
The Lord of the Eagles, the King of the West, has given him legendary weapons, and this is one of them."
"You and I are just insignificant ants in the long river of destiny. How lucky and lucky we are to be able to follow Master Jielan on the legendary road now."
"Now the revelation of fate, the blessing of fairies, and the weapons given by heaven have all been revealed. How much glory you can leave in the legend in the future depends on your own performance."
Although Fingel did not believe in so-called fate and legends, he knew that the nobles present believed in it, and even most people in the Western Region believed in it.
Rather than talking about some strange remarks that everyone present does not understand, it is better to talk about something simple and intuitive. Such heroic legends and past stories of sages were also widely sung in the mainland during the Third Era and were known to countless families and residents.
Following heroes and gaining glory is the starting point for countless nobles in the Western Region and even the empire. It is also the legal orthodoxy recognized by countless people. Those heroes who resisted the phantoms and protected their people in the chaos and disasters later naturally became lords and kings.
A whole new country has been opened up.
Telling such a story now will naturally arouse the resonance and association of many people. Although the situation is different from that of the chaotic disaster, it may not necessarily lead to the same destination.
After the wise knight's speech, the people present finally became filled with enthusiasm and excitement, and began to look forward to the distant future. The originally uncohesive group finally stabilized and became somewhat complicit in the great cause.
hope.
With such a consensus, the atmosphere of the subsequent combat discussions quickly became harmonious. Not only did everyone no longer object, they also began to think hard and provide some new or perhaps unique insights.
After finishing the battle plan, everyone in the hall dispersed, leaving only Finger and Wyatt, the two great knights.
The palm wrapped in metal mail took off the covered light purple helmet, revealing the silver hair inside. Wyatt sat on the large armchair next to the table, crossed his legs and looked at the map hanging on the wall. Now
It is full of pencil sketches and various arrows.
"Are these people reliable? Don't let me rush in front alone and they will all run away." He did not believe these nobles who were greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Don't worry, they may be afraid of death, but they are not afraid of commanding others to die." Fingel responded with a smile.
"Besides, we don't put all our hopes on them. After you take over those troops in a few days, you will immediately start training, erect dignity in front of them, and restrain military discipline. After that, we will slowly change the minds of these soldiers and let them be with us.
Stand together."
"By that time, even if these nobles want to go back on their word, it will be too late."
"As expected of you, Fingel, no wonder you are called the 'Golden Fox'." Wyatt crossed his arms and shook his head.
Then, he spoke again.
"Then, when we overthrow the old lion's rule, do we really have to give them promotions and titles? Although this is very reasonable, it is really uncomfortable to see such people rising to power."
"There are still rewards that should be given. After all, this is our most difficult moment, and every unit is precious." Fingel picked up the teapot on the side and began to pour water into his cup. He talked for so long.
, he also had some dry mouth.
"But the title should be gone. Master Jielanen told me that from now on, the system in the Western Region will no longer have nobles and will adopt a new model."
"Well, I've heard about this too, but what does it look like specifically? Is it the same as the Southern Territory?" Wyatt was not surprised. When he got the holy sword in his hand, he got Jielan's explanation.
and entrustment.
"There are many similarities, but not exactly the same." Fingel continued to explain, as he took off the map on the wall to reveal the stone wall behind it.
"First of all, although there will no longer be nobility, people who have made outstanding achievements will be given special honors. This is what they deserve and is worthy of promotion and publicity."
"Equality alone is not equal. Those who pay more should receive more in return."
"In addition, this honor will be passed down to his descendants." Fingel continued.
"Wait a minute, isn't this the same as being a noble?" Wyatt raised his hand.
"You'll find out if you keep listening."
"The inheritance I am talking about only means that you will receive some additional care, such as living subsidies, education and medical subsidies, and this qualification is not unlimited. It can be up to three generations, that is, the grandfather has made meritorious service, and the maximum is the grandson's generation.
"
"This seems better."
"That's right. This is to ensure that the descendants and families of those soldiers who died in the war can be fully taken care of, and at the same time, to ensure that their descendants are not bullied." Fingel said slowly.
"I believe that there are such noble people, but I also understand the simplicity and reality of the common people. Sometimes blindly focusing on the noble is actually a kind of deception and harm."
"Hmph...you are still like this, able to quickly identify the entanglements of interests in things." Wyatt also poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in small sips.
"Yes, someone has to do these things."
"The things Lord Jerran wants to do are very great, and I am looking for a way between that distant ideal land and reality."
"But such behavior will be considered degenerate by some people." Wyatt said with a sneer.
"How can a hero talk about interests and benefits? How can a legendary figure be entangled and troubled by such a thing?"
"Okay, please stop saying a few words. Anyway, you have to find someone to do this kind of thing, it's either you or me. We can't let Master Jie Lann suffer." Fingel shook his head.
"Are you confident about the battle in two days? I heard that the leader of the team is Captain Ludes. There are about 600 gryphon knights this time. In addition, there are also 2,000 people accompanying the 'Gryphon Feather Squire Group'. They came from the air.
, very fast.”
"Captain Luders once taught you and me. You know his strength and bad temper, and you will definitely not let go of old friendship."
"Me, Trask, and Mazarando should be able to block it." Wyatt put down the teacup and started playing with the light purple helmet in his hand again.
"Three Sequence 7s and three holy swords. Nearly half of Sir Jielan's high-end combat power is here. If you lose even this, there is no need to fight in the future. You can just persuade Mr. Jielann to bring the holy sword."
Return to the Emerald Forest, return the gift to the Lake Fairy, and live in seclusion."
After saying that, Wyatt stood up, straightened his armor, and put on the helmet again.
"Okay, that's it for today. I have to go and see how those guys are mobilizing their troops. While there is still a little space, hurry up and train a few games to avoid being delayed later."
Two days later, Owl Valley.
When the aerial legion riding griffons crossed this forest valley, they encountered a special ambush.
Crazy air currents swept up from the valley, stirring the sky, shaking and turning. Many griffin knights lost their balance and were unable to use their strength in the air. They fell directly into the forest and were seriously injured.
Most of the griffin knights and attendants, even if they landed safely on the ground, were immediately attacked. Barbed crossbow arrows were shot out from the forest, not seeking to kill, but only to destroy the flying ability of the gryphons.
Then there was a cry of killing.
Leading the soldiers who had been lying in wait for a long time, several great knights with extraordinary strength broke into the formation and relied on the sharp and powerful holy swords in their hands to easily defeat the gryphon knights one by one.
Thunder guns fired in the forest, sparks of lightning and strong winds whipped around. As the leader of the Griffin Knights, Ludus clashed with Wyatt, the Grand Knight under Geran's command.
The aftermath of the battle between the two sides destroyed the nearby forest for kilometers, with charred and burning trees everywhere, as well as the hot wind that blew through from time to time.
At night, the valley was illuminated by fire, and Masalando and Wyatt, who were free, joined forces. The two knights each held holy swords, and Lu, the most powerful knight of the Salius family, the leader of the Griffin Knights, joined forces.
Des fought, and then gradually suppressed this extremely powerful opponent.
Fighting from night to dawn, both sides were exhausted and saw that they could not achieve victory. Another knight, Trask, gradually came over. Only then did Ludes retreat unwillingly and took away the remaining 400 or so gryphon knights.
After this battle, Wyatt, Mazarando, and Trask, these three knights who were rarely known in the past, became known to everyone, and their reputations quickly spread throughout the Western Territory.
Only then did the lords of the Western Region slowly come to their senses.
As the heir of the Salius family, Geranen may not be a lamb to be slaughtered, but if he succeeds in the end and becomes the next Duke of Griffin in the West, everything he did today will not be forgotten.
At this point, the encirclement and suppression coalition forces of other great nobles in the western territory are getting slower and slower, and they seem to be waiting for the two lions to decide the winner before taking action.